Tick Tock, You're Not A Clock. You're A Time Bomb Baby

I am constantly counting down the days until I can board that plane to Thailand. At this point, it's like a time bomb. I get so antsy sitting at home. I can't get myself to do anything other than look at Thailand pictures, write my packing list, day dream about my adventures, and totally and completely psych myself out. I am getting good at that these days. I just need to get out there before I explode!

I was watching this movie, sort of, yesterday and I think I found my motto for Thailand.

Eat.

I feel as though that should be enough said. I plan to eat. A lot. Everyone said I will get fat and bloated and yada yada yada, and to that I say, game on! When will I have another time in my life when I can eat all the Thai food I want and blame the weight gain on "water retention?" Exactly, never. And when will I be able to live in Aladdin pants and act like it's because they are cool, not because I don't fit into the pants I brought? Yep, I plan to eat all the yummy fruit and things I can get my hands on. Not in the first few weeks though, don't want me getting all sick now do we? Gross.

Pray.

Well, I figure my Heavenly Father will be the only person I can really speak English to, so that alone puts prayer on high priority. But for many other reasons will I turn to prayer. This will be my first time out of the country, I KNOW there is no way I'll survive it on my own. I need all the help I can get right? If I don't get lost in the airport, that is SO not because of my Thai skills or spacial awareness, it's because I got some SERIOUS help. A constant prayer will be in my head, if not to keep myself alive, but to express my extreme gratitude for this opportunity.

Love.

There will be a lot of weird, crazy, hard, lonely experiences while i'm in Thailand. But I expect to love every one of them. I hear I will come home loving the food, culture, people, land, language, cheap clothes and so so much more. I feel like I already love the people and I haven't even been there. I already love the food and i've only had the American version. I already love the land and culture from pictures and stories. And who in their right mind doesn't like cheap clothes? I think I am going to love the next three and a half months of my life. Simply put.

12 days!!!